Lyrics by Vewatkin, apologies to MJ
My mom was itching for a taurean bang
Boy, are you the outcome? Yes, I’m one and the same
Now I believe in punishment
And Poseidon’s wrath was burning that night
But if you’re thinking about my labyrinth it don’t matter if your raven’s white
I print a message saying “seabag ok”
I want to tell you this is not the right way
And I warned you of duplicity
And in truth my clues are wrong when they’re right
But if you’re thinking about my labyrinth it don’t matter if your raven’s white
I’m ignoring that devil
I’m ignoring those stars
I’m ignoring that bullhorn
Lies so you’ll never get far
I’m miscounting the doorways
I’m miscounting on dice
I’m miscounting the trefoils
Boy, finding one would be nice
Directions
For doors, rooms, and riddles,
Causing trouble finding the middle,
It’s escape rooms on a titan’s scale
I’m gonna go through the door marked TALE
See, it’s not about thinking
Just stinking
Drinking
When you’re solving it
Your brain is shrinking
Sara, this junk don’t faze her
I’m not going to spend my life being a mazer
Don’t tell me that the room is solved
When you think the answer’s needles and eyes
But if you’re [etc]
You’re trapped, no light
It’s tough but Dave can get out
You’re trapped, no light
It’s tough but Dave can get out
You’re trapped, no light
It’s tough but Dave can get out…